Reptile B - Norman Bates Lyrics

      

Norman Bates
by Reptile B

Hook
That′s why I pegged your man with a bottle of Wray
How you telling me you look like Drake?
When I come through, that's Norman Bates
And that man really thought he could kiss me
I blame the crystal meth he takes
It′s a good thing I brought my Deep Heat
After that po-po took my mace
'Cause that's the pastors son in a jockstrap
And he don′t care what the Bible says

Verse 1
How many Muslims did I give UCK F.?
Irfan, P, Khyber, yuck
All your kids are really my kids
′Cause if I didn't bust, they wouldn't exist
Irfan a preach bout gates of Jannah?
Dey up on Grindr, "Discreet Allah"!?
There wife at yard? Me still get pay?
Halal online Haram when him stray!
White man sit down and chat
About my tight nyash, that dem never had, you're funny!
I don′t wanna hear no chat from Matt
Foreskin longer than the boy
Cocky, dem things there look like snail
Ah that make your crotch "For Sale"?
Dem man see me too stush fi dem dirty males
If me nuh see dollar sign, then go to hell!
Dem say mi too lie?
Him nah gwarn a work and him dey a sniff line!
Mi feel a way! Stick him with a .nine
And a bare back-shot a get bust inna me tripe like BUSS IT
Think say your bad? BUSS IT
I'm tryna see that Glock so BUSS IT
MCs using my cum like face paint
I don't wanna hear no talk, they LOVE IT

Hook
That's why I pegged your man with a bottle of Wray
How you telling me you look like Drake?
When I come through, that′s Norman Bates
And that man really thought he could kiss me
I blame the crystal meth he takes
It′s a good thing I brought my Deep Heat
After that po-po took my mace
'Cause that′s the pastors son in a jockstrap
And he don't care what the Bible says

Vers 2
I′m in confession, priest is pissed
Gave him the pinkest Euchi-Aaaaa-rist (Eucharist)
He said "Reptile, you're living in sin"
I left his throat sore like the exorcist
"Tek this Holy Spirit"
A coon wants to pray for me, I go sleep
Only time he fuck me in his dreams
That′s why he living on my IG
Bro it's been two years and you still don't beat
Bare gun man, they wanna take away me life
Come two am? They′re belling my line
Paid for my locs cause I bust in his eye!
Daddy issues? Yeah i′m not surprised
Weed man said "I ain't seen you in time?"
I said, "Omar, why you crying?"
You wah fuck? Wipe my kids on your top
Still, you nuh get no slop
Come to my yard, come quick, then they cry
Bitch boy, I ain′t got time
When mi dun ride his broom like Quidditch
Collect my dosh from Harry in about forty minutes
(We nuh fuck with Rowling - dutty gyal)
Convert man in my Nike tech fleece
Free mandy, so I let him jeet
Come sip me like I was Brandy
Pull up my boxers, then I leave
Said that he love me, how do you mean?
I was selling you pics of my feet
Your man's balls on my mantelpiece
One screenshot for your father, woi!